1. Prutvi’s parents come to meet him

CHAPTER 1

Prutvi’s parents come to meet him

20 years ago, a rishi called Satyananda established an ashram near Vizag with an aim to educate the people of that place. One day, a couple came to the ashram with a 3 year old boy, Prutvi. They were staying in foreign country but wanted their son to be brought up in an Indian culture. They requested Swamiji to let the boy grow up at the ashram. They gave lakhs of rupees for the betterment of the ashram. As the boy grew up, the ashram developed into a big educational centre. Prutvi completed degree at the college and got admission at a college in Mumbai. Now he was 23 years old. A very close friend of his, Avinash too got admission at the same college.

The general secretary of the ashram was waiting at the gate of the ashram with a garland of flowers. A car was coming from a road among the hills. It stopped in front of the gate. The guards opened the gate. Randir and his wife got down from the car.

The secretary welcomed the couple with garland. “Welcome, sir. I hope you had a pleasant journey.”

Prutvi’s father, Randir laughed. “Yes. We had a pleasant trip. How is swamiji? How are the boys of the ashram?”

Secretary laughed. He invited them inside. “By gods grace all are fine. If a man like you with such a big heart is helping us what else can we expect? “

They went inside. The workers brought their suitcases.

Randir said with humbleness. “Don’t say that. I am just a simple man. It is all because of swamiji’s power that the ashram is developing so fast. Since last 20 years, he has been looking after thousands of people giving them food, shelter and education. In front of him, I am nothing.”

Secretary smiled. “But one thing is definite; it is because of your help that the ashram has grown to such a level.”

He pointed to the buildings. “Because of your support, we are able to provide such good facilities here.”

Randir stopped to glance at the hills nearby and then he looked at the ashram.

“I am so happy that my Prutvi grew up in such beautiful surroundings under the guidance of Swamiji. I am proud of my son who was brought up in an Indian environment. This was my greatest wish.”

He looked at his wife. “Prutvi is our son only by birth. Swamiji is his real father for he has looked after him since he was 3 years old. He has grown up to be worthy of the Indian society.”

They reached the guest house. Secretary opened the door lock. “Sir, you take rest in the guest house. I will send tiffin. Then you can go to meet Swamiji.”

They entered the room.

Randir asked, “How soon can we get to meet Swamiji?”

“He is right now in meditation. But by the time you have freshened up and had your tiffin, Swamiji too will be ready to meet you.”